#It was the absolute cutest thing ever

[soft-tk-fluff]

ASDFGHJKL THIS IS AMAZING!!! It's so cute I'm gonna pass away 🤩🤩🤩

Lovelynim's tickletober Day 16: Doctor

Zayne x reader

A/N: my beloved two days in a row?! Hell yeah 💖 big thanks to @soft-tk-fluff for requesting my husband for this day! I hope you enjoy this and yes he deserves happiness 😭

"This position... is really necessary?" 

"Shush, you don't let me hear." 

"... I can show you the code of conduct of Akso Hospital. I really don't think this position is very professional. I demand to see your medical license."

"Dear patient, if you don't cooperate with me then I won't be able to check you properly," you said acting like you weren't between Zayne's legs, almost lying on top of him trying to listen to his heartbeat with his stethoscope as he laid down on the stretcher.

He shifted slightly under your weight, his hips as still as he could. His cheeks were slightly flushed and his heart was pounding against his chest.

"How is it possible that I ended up as the patient when it was clearly you who was coming to a check-up appointment with me?"

You hummed, nodding a little. "Your heart is acting a little weird right now."

"I don't have any idea why." That made you laugh, but you quickly hid your smile behind your hand, clearing your throat.

"I need to make sure that external stimuli do not affect your heart too intensely, dear patient."

"... That doesn't make any sense, of course external stimuli will- ah!" Zayne jerked heavily to the side when your fingers clawed at his lower ribs. "W-What on earth- gahahaha! S-Stop!"

"Oohh~ mhmm mhmm, That's just what I feared, dear patient. Your heart... seems to be very susceptible to stimuli." Zayne rolled his eyes fondly before breaking into another laugh when your hand moved down to squeeze his hip, his leg kicking out. ""The only way to cure this terrible disease is to continue exposing the heart to these external stimuli until it becomes accustomed to them."

Zayne widened his eyes and he squirmed, his hands immediately moving to catch yours, but he reacted a little too late and in the blink of an eye, your hands were under his arms, your fingers wiggling and digging against the middle of his armpits.

Zayne arched his back and held in his laughter for a full two seconds before throwing his head back in gorgeous laughter.

"Ah, yes, dear patient,” you said with a wide smile and a soft chuckle. “Please hang in there, this may take a long time.”

You really hoped Zayne's office to be soundproof!

[sebnameyourcar]

seb wearing a “papa” bracelet 🥹

[velvet-games]

vox needs to go to bed

[ohitslen]

Sharing a meal

I wrote something for this below the cut if you’re interested :)

They never eat anything too tasty, surviving with packeted rations and canned food in their journey. Sometimes they would stop at a little restaurant and eat a nice meal; it really tasted like something gourmet after days of going with grain bars and dry jerky.

There were fleeting moments in between conversations in which one of them would remember some dish, from back in the day when things were easier and they didn’t worry about too many things. They never went deeper into the topic, just mentioning how they missed a good meal.

Staying at an inn or any motel was an expensive thing to pay for. However sometimes they had some extra money from an odd job Vash did or from Wolfwood’s undertaker services, and they would always rent a room as a treat for themselves.

It was a surprise when they entered the room and saw a small kitchen. The space was a little too cramped but it had everything they needed, it was like a deluxe room when they though about all the places they had been at. None of them had a kitchen at all, maybe they had a tiny stove or a mini fridge, perhaps a table sometimes but never the whole set together.

They both looked at each other to confirm they really were seeing the thing, smiling excitedly.

They could make a meal for themselves.

Vash knew how to cook, he had done some work on kitchens throughout his life. A few times he helped Rem when he was a child, he knows how to defend himself. Yet he didn’t know any recipes by heart, not any that would be inside their budget at least. He could get creative and probably whip up a thing or two if he was given enough time.

“I know what to do” Wolfwood said with a smile that irradiated a melancholic warmth interrupting his thoughts . A smile Vash had only seen when he talked about the things he loved.

Vash didn’t suggest anything in the end and just followed what the other man told him to do.

He went to buy all the things Wolfwood asked him for. Vegetables and some thoma meat. There seemed to be some spices in the room so he only bought garlic and onion as per Wolfwood’s request.

When Vash got back, he found Nick at the table arranging the ingredients the kitchen already had. He was already showered, hair messy and with droplets of water hanging on the tips. Getting closer, he could smell the soap, the cheap shampoo and the lingering scent of nicotine that never seemed to go away. He was changed into a black, long sleeved shirt and a pair of loose dark blue pants.

His overall appearance made Vash think how the edges of the man were less sharp, he seemed more relaxed and at ease, even if it wasn’t entirely the case. He just looked, soft.

“Hey welcome back, did you bring what I asked you for or will I have to use your meat for this?” Wolfwood greeted him without looking up from his task, the ingredients being the most interesting thing in the world it seemed.

Something warm pooled at the pit of Vash’s stomach, he didn’t know why that was and didn’t bother to think about it either, just enjoying the feeling.

Smiling, he placed the bags on the table in front of Wolfwood, taking out its contents. “I’m sure I brought everything yeah, I hope my life can be spared”.

The priest snorted at him and grabbed a potato that was rolling off the table. “Aight then, make yourself useful and start washing these and then chop ‘em to reasonable bitable sizes”. Losing no time, he took the meat and was cutting it while giving out the instructions.

While Vash was washing and chopping, the other was already preparing the meat putting it in a pot with boiling water. Once Vash was finished with all he was asked to do, Wolfwood ushered him to take a shower while the food was done, wanting to have more space in the narrow place. Vash did as told in that as well.

The shower felt great, all of the gross stickiness from the sweat and other things were finally washed off from his body. He felt light and a thousand times more content.

As he opened the door the smell hit him in the face, a delicious scent that surely tasted even better. Wolfwood was stirring the pot, poking some of the potatoes to make sure they were on the right term, and they seemed to be as he turned off the stove.

Vash got closer, mouth already watering just from the thought of how it’d taste “That smells so good! What did you make?” He asked with a big grin plastered all over his face.

Wolfwood pointed at the table with his hand, signaling him to sit down a little dismissively while he looked for the bowls on his own. It seemed like he was the kind that with less people on the kitchen when he was there, the better. “Just a broth, nothing too wow it’s something easy, and on budget”. Vash hummed with wonder and served two cups of water to busy himself with something.

Wolfwood poured the two servings of the broth, it was still hot and the bowl must surely be scalding. Yet Wolfwood’s calloused hands never flinched, placing their food on the table without much trouble along with a pair of long spoons.

“Be careful or you will murder your tongue” he warned and Vash chuckled.

“Thanks for the heads up chef, ‘preciate it” the other just scoffed at the title and sat down across him .

They both mixed the broth while blowing at it in hopes for it to cool down a little. However seeing how they were both starving and didn’t care too much about getting burnt or not, they just started to dig in.

Wolfwood was eating eagerly, having spoonful after spoonful of his food. He was beyond delighted. It had been a long time since he had the chance to prepare the broth he used to have back at the Orphanage.

“It’s…delicious” he heard Vash say in a low and calm tone. When he looked up to see the man, he was shocked to find him with reddish eyes that were glistening with tears. It didn’t seem like when was doing a show or anything of the sorts, he just seemed…at peace.

It wasn’t anything extravagant, quite possibly one of the most simple dishes Vash has ever eaten. It was made with the things that they could afford with the little money they could spare, the ingredients were definitely not of the best quality, the vegetables could have used a little more time on the pot. And it was delicious.

Vash felt incredibly warm inside, similar to how he felt when Wolfwood greeted him when he got back, just a thousand times stronger. The first sip he had of it tasted like the best thing ever cooked in his whole life, something he would have every day of the year for the rest of eternity. He didn’t know why that was at first, but after having a second spoon of it he could tell what it was.

It tasted like home.

The flavor of it, it was homely, the savor of melancholy. It tasted like their conversations about missing the past. The tang of the times they would have a peaceful night in the desert grilling worm meat around a campfire. It reminded him when he got sick and an old lady had given him a bowl of soup. It tasted like the first time Rem had given them a try of what meat and vegetables tasted like. It tasted like all the things he missed, and the things Nicholas most likely missed too.

The familiarity of it made him feel fuzzy and full on the inside, and he couldn’t stop eating. He was slow while doing it, wanting to savor every bit of what he could have while it lasted. It was rich, it was simple and it was perfect.

“…You want some more?” At some point, Nicholas had already finished his own bowl and brought the pot over to serve himself again. He looked at Vash with something soft in his eyes the other could not name, his voice was gentle and gravely, sweet and easy on his ears just adding more to the warmth inside of him.

“Yes…yes please” Vash answered, voice cracking a little. Nicholas served him, the sound of the liquid being poured soothing his soul.

Vash ate again, and Wolfwood was looking at him. The priest was taking small sips of water from his cup, always holding it against his mouth even if he wasn’t drinking anything. Vash didn’t really notice when he had started tearing up, thick streams of salty water running through his cheeks, a pool of them welling up at his chin and falling down the wooden table making a puddle of happy tears.

Vash enjoyed the heartfelt broth. He was happy, that bit of simplicity was enough to make him forget of everything else and just focus on that moment.

It was so mundane. Vash smiled with overflowing tears in his eyes while Wolfwood just watched with a fond smile of his own behind his empty cup of water.

At that moment, they were not in a random room at a random place. They were in a place where they had brought their home to, sharing a meal with each other.

[srnileforme]

WE ARE (2024) | EPISODE 14

[fairyroses]

— SMALLVILLE, “Lockdown” (5.11)

[bikananjarrus]

btw mentally i’m still here

[catboyidia]

AHHH THIS STUPID GAME AND ITS STUPID CUTE CHOCOBOS AND ITS STUPID ADORABLE LITTLE BABY SEPH 😭

[luddlestons]

Learning secrets about the majority of the party: “I was abducted by a cult/enslaved by a vampire/experimented on by a devil/caught up in a fucked up romance with a goddess/manipulated into becoming a warlock/lied to by my immortal goddess queen”

Learning secrets about Halsin: “The scars are from getting mauled by a sexually aggressive bear. No, I have not stopped regularly shapeshifting into a bear, I just do it when there aren’t any horny bears around.”

[knbposting]

not to flex but i'm disabled (incredible start) and i was feeling sad about not being well enough to do anything with my bf and do you know what he said? he said, and i directly quote: "i would be happy if all we ever did was watch basketball anime on the couch" and this was not prompted by me talking about knb, i hadn't mentioned it all day in fact. he just knows i like it.

[liam-summers]

[sunnibits]

you are so fucking right about babies. baby naps are hardcore the most cutest naps ever. i love babies i feel like that’s an unpopular around here but they’re just so cute. anyway real footage of me anytime i see a baby

REALLLL ME TOOOO!!! I’m always just like. holy shit a baby. holy shit ur so small. dude I hate to alarm you but um. did u know ur so small. like. are you aware that you are in fact just a little guy. itty bitty even. and the baby’s just like: 👁👄👁

anyways this is a real image of me at work every Saturday

[megumi-fm]

hi i have been inactive for a while due to the chk chk boom. hope you understand.

[dear-mrs-otome]

Otome games: Wouldn't you like to have a handsome, charming man dote on you? Wouldn't you like a cute, fake lovers event full of romance and flirtation?

Me, pointing to the wretch in the corner: Actually, I'd like that absolute fucking gremlin, that goblin in the back there kthanx

[esotericas-sims]

Legend has it, if you wish hard enough on a full moon, and harvest your oversized produce at just the right time, a fairy will appear to grant you your heart's desire.

Bon and Wolfgang wanted kids, but couldn't agree on how to have them. A pumpkin fairy will suffice!

They name her Anne, in honor of her ginger braids.

(She isn't technically a science baby, but I was inspired by this mod which I realized I forgot to delete from my game... gave me a laugh when I was digging through RPO interactions)

[moonpascal]

🎃TRICK OR TREAT 🎃, BROOKE?!?!?

aww ivy! happy halloween my love🖤!!! i am just overloaded with candy so giving you as much as possible. and a glow stick to keep you safe for the rest of your travels! <3